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ice skating w/ woojin

for: Jas, @perkwoojin prompt: ice skating with woojin! (wherein both woojin and the reader don’t know how to skate) warning: i am wholly convinced that woojin is a tsundere; established relationship; semi-sarcastic!reader

“i hate this.”

woojin squinted at the ice, as if sizing up the challenge.

blowing away the stray strand of hair from your face, you whole-heartedly agree

“remind me why we’re here again?”

you were on your butt, becoming some kind of spectacle for all the skaters around the rink 

(how did everyone know how to skate? does it even make sense? how is it statistically possible that none of them are learning as well? did it come naturally to some people?)

the coldness you feel along you legs sends shivers down your spine even though your body is comfortably numbed by the thick padded coat around you

it’s surprising how not-cold you felt sitting on the ice

(more like- struggling to get up from the ice)

technicalities.

“i don’t have the words ‘giving up’ in my dictionary”, woojin stared at the skates, as if the equipment was to blame for everything

you laughed - cackled - at the outfight lie; drawing even more attention to yourself

(was that a parent guiding their child away from you???)

woojin gave you a unimpressed ‘tsk’, crossing his arms together as if he was an expert on the rink when you knew he was having just as much trouble trying to maintain balance

there had to be a reason he wasn’t doing anything but stand in front of you

the normal woojin would have abandoned you to your own demise and begun to repetitively do circles around the rink already

determined, woojin tested out the skates again

scraping off the top layer of the ice and pushing it towards you, as if telling you to get up

“you’re gonna get my coat wet if you stay on your butt any longer”

you hold you hands out

“well, if you just helped me up, maybe i wouldn’t have to be such a public embarrassment.”

he sighed. exaggeratedly. the one he usually reserved for sungwoon and jisung and sometimes ong.

so you narrowed your eyes and shook your hands in front of you

“i can’t get up”

“fine.” 

giving up, woojin crossed his arms and roughly took off his gloves.

taking your hands in his own, the warmth of his palms and fingers comforting on your cold hands

“one. two. three.” 

the festive lights dancing around woojin made him look almost angelic

almost. 

it must be the christmas spirit making you go all soft

as you felt your body being easily hauled up, the rush of cold air hitting your face felt decidedly pleasant despite the chilling weather.

it was just good to be up again

a little closer to the sky

a little further from the floor

you could already feel the smile beginning to form on your face

before you began another steep decline

it was just that this time you weren’t alone

and the surface under you wasn’t quite as hard

or cold

pillowing you fall, you felt woojin’s hand circle around your waist as his nose came up to bump yours

“so i guess we’re just going have to be a public embarrassment together”